Sunday was the first destination, a little private resort called
Half Moon Cay, which according
to my GPS was at 24 degrees 34.5754 minutes north latitude by
75 degrees 57.8251 miinutes west longitude. As soon as I figure out
how to MapBlast that,
we'll see a picture.

The place seemed incredibly beautiful, but knowing that the huts were
all artificial and the "natives" merely crew from our ship who went
over early made it seem a bit
Disney-esque to me, in the tacky sort of way.

The evening was a formal night, so dinner was a dressy thing.
I attended the Copacabana show in the lounge, which wasn't half
bad, but the real party apparently happened in the Crow's Nest after I
slept, so it's a good thing Bill captured it on digi-film.